Time.
I was taught what time was in third grade.
Obviously I was not taught how to read a clock because I've never seen one but I was explained what one was.
Every morning for the last 16 years has been 'we have to be on time!' or 'we don't have the time for this!' and 'get up on time!'
Evidently time is something that keeps everyone in check, but evidently the closest thing anyone has ever seen to time is a clock.
Time is invisible, you can't touch it, you can't breath it in, you can't visit it, you can't see it, it doesn't exist.
Evidently everyone is chasing after something that doesn't exist, except for me.
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